Claire Keane

oozey mess

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occasionally subtle
Cosmic Funnies

Kaledo Art

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$LAYYYTER

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Mike Driver

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@jaymurray447
Well, that is one way to pass the time during a rain delay
This is the quality content I live for
This short moment is more entertaining than the entire game of baseball
This is a summary of college only using two pictures; expensive as hell.
That’s my Sociology “book”. In fact what it is is a piece of paper with codes written on it to allow me to access an electronic version of a book. I was told by my professor that I could not buy any other paperback version, or use another code, so I was left with no option other than buying a piece of paper for over $200. Best part about all this is my professor wrote the books; there’s something hilariously sadistic about that. So I pretty much doled out $200 for a current edition of an online textbook that is no different than an older, paperback edition of the same book for $5; yeah, I checked. My mistake for listening to my professor.
This is why we download.
Alternatives to buying overpriced textbooks
Textbooknova
Bookboon
Textbookrevolution
GaTech Math Textbooks
Ebookee
Freebookspot
Free-ebooks
Getfreeebooks
BookFinder
Oerconsortium
Project Gutenberg
Spreading this shit like nutella because goddamn textbooks are so expensive.
not necessarily art related but as someone who couldn’t afford their textbooks this semester this is a godsend
REBLOGGING because after a little digging, I found my $200 textbook for free in PDF form.
friendly reminder that this exists since I know we’re all going back to college soon
@under-palemoonlight
i’m gonna be honest i didn’t even read the tweet because i had to hit reblog too fast when i saw this guy’s name is “i like hitting police because i am homosexual”
You know what I like most about To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before? The fact that, despite her letters getting out, it didn’t become a public embarrassment fiasco that so many YA narratives center around. The boys knew, but then, that’s it? The popular girls don’t tease her. The boys don’t even really make it into a Thing. What so easily could have been a public isolation opportunity, instead gets turned into a vehicle to push her towards more people. Towards new experiences. Not embarrassment, but engagement.
guys i’m sorry but we’re getting close to the 2-year anniversary of when “spider-man: homecoming” filmed outside my apartment and i had to explain to security ppl that i lived across the street and t*m h*lland was so sweet and said hi and apologized for the traffic delays and told me to get home safe despite me pointing to my building 15 feet away and he was like “yes but you have to cross the street! be well!” and waved to me as i went inside oh my god am i gonna cry again
guys i’m sorry but we’re getting close to the 2-year anniversary of when “spider-man: homecoming” filmed outside my apartment and i had to explain to security ppl that i lived across the street and t*m h*lland was so sweet and said hi and apologized for the traffic delays and told me to get home safe despite me pointing to my building 15 feet away and he was like “yes but you have to cross the street! be well!” and waved to me as i went inside oh my god am i gonna cry again
i’m in aesthetic hell like i want to be a classy history museum girl who wears blouses and flowy skirts and ballet flats and wine red lipstick and cute gold rings but i also wanna be a badass punk chick who wears black skinny jeans and band shirts and has a nose piercing and cool choppy hair and big stompy doc martens but i also wanna be an art kid who wears mom jeans and cute graphic tees and worn out converse and has flowers in her hair but i also wanna be a glowy sexy girl who has an impeccable highlight and wears gold hoops and slinky silk dresses and in the end i can’t be any of them so i just sit here in my boring jeans and shirts
…I almost killed myself
I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I don’t know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter “Hold on “ he yelled to a coworker.
I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says “I made it a large”.
That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I… I’m alive. I’ll make it through.
Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.
Thank you man at McDonalds.
The milkshake saved my life
I hope you all can read this and remember to be kind
The smallest of gestures can save a life. My Mum answered her phone when I called and I am alive today because of that.
I’m glad you’re here.
It’s a phone call, a milkshake, a friend.
I feel like I shouldn’t keep reblogging this but when I do more people see what kindness can do…. I don’t know. Love everyone as yourself.
Nah, keep rebloging it. It gives hope.
walked sobbing around a city once wearing a summer dress in mid-september thunder and rain. basically dragged myself into LUSH as the smell of the store always made me smile. the shop was empty and dead due to the weather, just this blonde short woman behind the counter who smiled at me. i stared at her feet and asked ‘do you have anything for people who are scared a lot?’ (i was so out of it i had no clue). she showed me two bath bombs, one pink and one blue, and said both were good - i chose the pink, paid for it and left. i then sat at a bus stop clutching the LUSH bag in one arm and my prescription meds in the other - i’d lied and ordered a refill so i could just drift away with sleeping pills. when the bus arrived and i was out of the rain, i decided to have another look at my bath bomb, smell it and what not. opened my bag and saw she’d put the blue one in there for me as well and written on the receipt ‘feel better soon :) hope you like x’.
no one had ever been so selflessly kind to me before, i didn’t know what to do with it except hang around long enough to use the other bath bomb.
Actually I’m going to reblog this again because of the truth of the inverse: think of any time you have been casually cruel or petty to someone for humor or because you weren’t in a great mood.
The power of small gestures goes both ways.
depressed kids in the media: I don’t wanna go to therapy! I don’t need help! I’m not some specimen for you to dissect!
me, rollin up to my therapist’s office and collapsing in relief: what is UP my homeboy I fuckin missed you,, hope ur ready to hear some Bull Shit that fuckin happened to me this week
families of depressed kids in media: okay sweetie we’ve researched depression for ten hours straight and signed you up for therapy and re-arranged your school schedule to be less stressful
actual parents of depressed kids: look i get you’re sad but someones gotta do the goddamn dishes stop being lazy get up. why didn’t you go to school today, what’s wrong with you, you’re such a burden on this family.
Therapists in the media: *understanding head tilt*
My real live therapist whom I adore: Natalie, that is the DUMBEST thing I’ve ever heard.
Therapists in Media: Lets do some art therapy and be really quiet while we talk about your feelings :)))))) also I’m prescribing you 500 different medicines
My therapist Brian who I love to death: Jack, I think your first problem is you stay up too late looking at memes, so let’s try taking a nap
My real life therapist: Okay, before we start, I found this hilarious video I know you’d love.
Therapist in media: serious face the whole time
My therapist: *laughs awkwardly*
therapists in media: refined, cultured, poised, “I’m afraid I haven’t [heard of the nerdy thing their patient just referenced]”
my old therapist derek, from across the reception area, seeing me for the first time after the summer of 2015: HEY DID YOU SEE AGE OF ULTRON?? IT SUCKED, RIGHT???
my current therapist ian, in our very first appointment: do you like star wars? anxiety is like the force, it can consume you, or you can learn to keep it in balance… you’re my padawan now
Actual things my therapist has told me:
“You’re bassicly a glorified sad lizard.” (It makes sense with context)
“Damn girl you need to get your shit together.”
“Go home and cry. Stop drinking in bathtubs. Eat something that isn’t bleach or memes.”
I’ll add more tomorrow after I see her again.
I’ve watched this like 30 times and I cant stop laughing aksjska
the girl has big dick energy
she stole all of his dick energy and killed him
I’m the girl making sure everyone knows he lost
Homegirl did a whole dance right after.😂😂😭
y'all we need to reboot the fandom
That question !!!!
“THE FLOOR IS THE SELECTION MOVIE”
Warner Bros…
My Book List
Read:
These are obviously not all the books I’ve read, not even close. These are just the young adult dystopian series I’ve read and enjoyed.
The books pictured above (from left to right) are:
Kiera Cass’ The Selection, The Elite, The One, Happily Ever After, The Heir, and The Crown
Ally Condie’s Matched, Crossed, and Reached
Amy Ewing’s The Jewel, The White Rose, and The Black Key
Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games, Catching Fire, and Mockingjay
Currently Reading:
I am currently reading Glass Sword, the second book of the four part Red Queen series by Victoria Aveyard.
Pictured above:
Vicoria Aveyard’s Red Queen and Glass Sword
The last two books in the series are King’s Cage and War Storm
I am also currently reading Susanna Kaysen’s Girl Interupted and J. K Rowling’s Harry Potter and the Champer of Secrets. These aren’t pictured because they are not YA dystopian novels and because finishing them isn’t my top priority right now.
To Read:
These are the books that I’ve purchased and plan to read in the future. If I like these books, I will purchase and read the rest of the books in their series.
Pictured above are:
Lauren Oliver’s Delirium
Alexandra Bracken’s The Darkest Minds
Rick Yancey’s The 5th Wave
I know The 5th Wave isn’t a YA dystopian series, it’s just another series that I’m interested in. Some other books on my to read list are J. R. R. Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings, and Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility. There are a million more books on my “To Read” list, but these and young adult dystopian novels are what I’m most interested in right now.
Don’t feel bad if you giggled. There’s definitely something funny about that juxtaposition. However, it is the actual state of our lives, which is decidedly less funny.
Hey, I’m Nik. I’m a 20 year old Jewish lesbian with Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, which, if you’re not well-versed, basically means that my tendons and joints just absolutely hate staying in place. It’s caused severe chronic pain since I was thirteen, and has ruined my ability to do any kind of physical work. Regardless, I’ve been working retail jobs on and off; as you may know, minimum wage is not enough to live off of. My story is, in short, my body is all fucked up, my father’s dead and my mother is basically a teenager, and my fiancee & I are all alone in this wild world.
My fiancee, @meanexwife, is also here with me. We are both disabled, we are both doing literally all we can. In our rush to find somewhere to live, and at my mother’s pressuring to stay close to home, we’ve made a pretty grave mistake.
Our apartment complex is having us pay an exorbitant amount for a roach-infested, barely functioning home.
You can see the more detailed receipts on what’s wrong with the apartment here.
All of our plumbing is prone to breaking at the slightest provocation, we’ve got G-d knows how many roaches in our bathroom and kitchen, and their so-called pest control has done literally nothing. We’re also two disabled women living directly adjacent to known sexual predators. The apartment complex has acknowledged they know the people across from us, who have gone after us both before, are predatory. They have also done nothing about it. As an added fuck-you, they initially tried to give us a (somehow) worse unit; when we complained and tried to get it fixed, they gave us a second floor unit. Both of us have declining mobility. The stairs are not going to be doable for very much longer.
Management here is unavailable almost all the time and has no interest in the quality of life of their tenants. We’re poor anyway, and they are currently doing the wonderful work of exploiting us while keeping us in abysmal living conditions. If we can pay rent, we can’t eat. So. Help us out if you can. We’re not going to be able to do this much longer, and we have no outside help.
Donate at:
paypal.me/alexandriarain for paypal $runefire on cashapp @niarkos on venmo
You can also buy my poetry at payhip.com/raccoon or commission me for fiction on my blog.
hey guuuuuys! so our rock-spitting sink was the least of our issues I’m afraid. we’re also surrounded by bugs and people who would like to do us harm.
we’re probably angling for about $4000 to get us out safely. I know that sounds like a lot and that our situation’s been tough for the last year or so, but if each follower of this blog just gave us $1 we would have enough to survive and get somewhere safe.
if you’re able, please, please donate. like. this is actually a very big deal and a serious issue. anything you can spare is enough, even a few dollars.
we love you guys! stay safe
quick update: thank you so much for all the help you’ve given us so far. we’re about a fourth of the way to our goal right now—granted, rent is due in ~21 days and if we don’t have enough at that point we’ll be set back a bit. but hey! progress!
just uh, please keep sharing and donating as you can. the stairs are barely doable these days and we’re trying our best to handle it, but it’s starting to suck.
thank you guys again <3 we love you
if you’re reading this
a lump sum of money is on the way to you
it happened today, damn that was like 3 days maybe?
It Works the money is on its way!
Need this.
Of course
It worked tho
I just won $500 off a scratch Ticket lottery.
ENERGY
OKAY LEGIT I REBLOGGED THIS YESTERDAY. ME AND MY PARTNER ARE IN SUCH A TIGHT SPOT FOR MONEY ATM AS WE ARE SAVING FOR A DEPOSIT ON A HOUSE. I GOT PAID DOUBLE WHAT I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO GET AND SO DID HE AND HONESTLY I CRIED SO MUCH TODAY IM SO HAPPY AND RELIEVED
Positive vibes!!!!!
A few weeks ago, we exhibited at Emerald City Comicon. Typically when we attend conventions, we try to create some spectacle that captures people’s attention and sells games. Like the time we brought a marching band to PAX Australia.
At ECCC, we set up a “Pay What You Want” booth and encouraged people to give us any amount of money in exchange for our games. We put games on a table, set up some signs, stood off to the side, and waited to see what would happen.
We brought 2000 games. Before the convention began, we took bets on what would happen:
Tom thought we’d sell out in a few hours.
Alex thought we’d run out on the of the second day of the con.
Trin thought that we would not run out of games because we are no longer cool or relevant.
Jenn got a fever and didn’t know what was happening.
We were all wrong.
The doors opened, and attendees swarmed the booth. Within five minutes attendees realized they could just take games and walk away. A small group grabbed armfuls of free games and left, but most people paid something. Within an hour, the booth looked like this:
We ran out of games in 51 minutes.and made $8042.48, or 18.7% of the games’ retail value. In other words, we lost $685.44 per minute.
Attendees put lots of other stuff in the payment box too.
Some things you put in our box:
Five Canadian Dollars ($3.72 USD)
Ten Euros ($10.66 USD)
Eighty Philippine Pesos ($1.59 USD)
One Chinese Yuan ($0.14 USD)
One Cubone Pokemon Card, XY Breakthrough (Avg price - $0.68 USD)
One Magic: The Gathering Eternal Masters booster pack wrapper (No Value)
One handwritten “Any Pizza Free” and “Twisted Flicks + KPC” Coupon from a Papa Murphy’s in Kirkland, WA (Estimated Value $25.00 USD)
One $1 Bill folded into a bowtie ($1.00 USD)
One “FeelTheBurn.org” $1 bill. ($1.00 USD)
Two halves of a $1 bill ($1.00 USD )
Once we sold out, we had to figure out what to do with our booth space.
On Saturday, we gave our space to artists who weren’t able to get a table at the con. People showed up to exhibit cosplay horns, board games, recycled journals, and comic art.
On the last day of the con, we set up a station for mailing letters to representatives.
We provided pens, paper, postage, envelopes, writing tips, and the address of every US Senator.
Over 200 letters were written by con attendees, including the most bad ass Imperator Furiosa cosplayer we’ve ever seen.
We’re still waiting on Immortan Trump’s response.
cards against humanity is run by the pure force of chaos I stg. I like what they did with their booth after tho
The definition of chaotic good